My niece sent me a text as I was pulling into Hancock Fabric's parking lot. "He's here, I can hear him crying!" So I picked up the two lousy skeins of floss that I drove a total of 70 miles to get ... that IS freaking ridiculous, isn't it? For seven little stitches?
But I NEEDED them. I am really pleased with the way it came out!!
And look at what ELSE I have to show you:
(Dang, that is a schnoz!!)
I present Brandon, Le Nephew!!! I have NO idea what the middle name is.